Drew Mancell

Summer days go past,
back with the homies used to chill and talk over some gin and juice,
Fuck man after few those fights gotta give it a truce,
thats shit was wrong but you aint gotta step up to the plate that bad,
the way that shit came at you was like a fuckin' lanche-pad,
being a man like that dude thats dope,
but lets be honest with what came at you its fuckin hard to cope,
we got you back yo,
but we dont want you going above or bellow,
when your heart start to slow,
the stress and pain is to much of a combo,
the shit it started off man thats dead zero,
i barely even know you,
but you spread through the game like the swine flu,
i hope you grew,
We got love you you Drew,

(course)
That shit dont fase,
because we know you born and raised,
on the island
and we know how to fight man,
nothin' but complements because your person inside,
with us is down to ride,
livin' through that,
you got a will to live, and the power of a wildcat,
remember THAT,